Cabrillo Moonrise, oil, 8 x 6.
This is from my 3rd annual trip to paint the moon on the beach with fellow lunatics. I love the gradations of color at this hour, however fleeting they may be. Reminds me of something I read by Virginia Woolf many decades ago–The Waves. Am I the only one left who has read Virginia Woolf?
I love this, the soft pastel colors and the wonderful textures of the paint. And you are not the only one who has read Virginia Woolf. Which reminds me of Vita Sackville-West, whose garden I would love to see. Which brings me back to your luscious flowers. Beautiful.
Thank you so much, Bobbi. We’ll have to start a book club.